The Dallas daily herald. [volume] (Dallas, Tex.) 1873-1887, 1887-11-18
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cold in the chill night air. Besides II
is likely to rain at any moment"
"Alas! have nowhere to go!" she
sighed you had better have let me
go!'
"No, no! not that. Please come with
me, and as we walk along you can tell
mo your story. for / am sure you
have reason in following your UNI
fortunate course. What is your name.
pleasep"
ELLA Mavbury. I am only a factory
slave They told me so tonight she
added, bitterly.
"Are your parents lvingp'
mo; they died while was small
child l was bound out to a farmer
and his wife in the town Of Devon. !
cannot begin to tell you the abuse
have suffered at their hands 1t SEEM
ed more than could bear. and at last.
through the influence of one whom l
thought was my friend, Iran away and
came to the city.
~ began to work in the mill, but my
pay was so small and have been sick
so much that ! have almost given up
many times. All last month was i'll
and now that / have become able to go
back to work there has been a cut
down in my wages -.
''The family with whom l have board.
ed turned me into the street tonight.
calling mo "A factory slave.
"Oh. | am weak in body and sick at
heart. 1 cannot fight the battle long
er. A grave in the river is preferable
to this! II you had not come"
She paused in her sad recital, while
her gaze became fixed upon the mills.
Her rescuer had listened to her story
with deepest interest. Her trouble had
touched his very heart
"Cheer up" he said, encouragingly.
"and believe you have found friend
now who will assist you all that lies in
his power"
II thank you." she murmured. IL
hope your coming is for the best"
III believe it," he declared, earnestly.
"But see, it is beginning to rain. We
must find shelter for you. Will you 60
TO one of the hotelsp"
"Yes-no! have an acquaintance
who has been very kind to me. Per-
haps she will not turn me away"
$50 much the better. With your
permission, will accompany you to
the place" =,
Little more was said by either until
they reached one of the tenement
blocks near the Main street.
my friend lives here" said Ella,
leading the way up pair OF narrow,
winding stairs. She Knocked timidly
at one of the doors on the second story.
After a short delay it was opened by
a young woman, who at sight OF Ella,
cried:
"Come in. Nell. This is glad sur
prise" =,
II thank you, Edith. have friend
with me. M. -"
She paused in confusion, unable to
call her benefactor's name.
"Howard-Charles Howard" he
hastened to say. pray excuse"
He did not finish the sentence, unless
the low exclamation that left his lips
could be called speech.
Edith, my sister!" and he sprang to
the side of Elias friend.
Charlie. dear brother!'-and she
fell into his arms.
Ella looked on with wonder.
Then from the plainly furnished
apartment two others joined the scene.
Father, mother" said Edith, when
the first transport OF joy had passed,
Charley returned al last. "
There wero many questions asked
and long stories told, which need not
be repeated here.
Charles Howard had left home when
boy of fourteen to 60 with friend
to California. Report afterwards came
to his parents OF his death, and later
they moved from their native village
in the state of Ohio to come to M.
New Hampshire.
Charles. though escaping death,
passed through long illness to recover
at last penniless and discouraged. His
letters were returned, and In vain he
tried to learn aught of his parents
whereabouts. They had moved, but no
one knew whittier.
As soon as possible Charles returned
to begin a fruitlcss search for his FAM
ily. In time, unconscious of their ex-
istence there. he drifted to M, and
then followed the Providential meeting
as we have described.
Ella Maybury found pleasant homo
with her friends until a short time
since she became the mistress of house
hold of her own as the wife of her pre-.
server, 10 find that life is worth the
living. To the brave In heart there IL
no cloud without its silver lining
Yankee Blade.
Struck Rich Lead.